(no subject)
Last night was full of epic drinking and adventures. At least what I consider epic adventures, stfu.
My buddy Justin has been back from Iraq for a little over a month now and we finally got to hang out last night. He turned 21 right after he got overseas, so he's been making up for lost drinking time and I got to act as bar tour guide for downtown (which is funny because I don't drink a whole lot).
We started the night at Bartini like sirs. The drinks there taste exactly like their name. Exactly. And, oh man, the food there is freaking delicious. I've only been once before and it was just for drinkage, but we decided to have dinner there (I was hungry, he saw they had pulled pork sandwiches, win). We have decided that this is our second favourite bar ever.
Afterwards, we proceeded to get even more drunk at Ground Kontrol and played through a bunch of games. Ate dinner there too and their stuff is cheap and awesome and I love it. I managed to coax him into playing DDR and whooped his butt, which was okay because Justin whooped my butt at pretty much all of the other games.
By this point, I've only had two drinks which was fine because I'm a lightweight. He was at... four, I think. We got bored and decided to head somewhere else so he could get a final drink before we topped the night at Voodoo Doughnuts.
We tried Backspace, which was around the corner, and they were having some sort of band playing. Justin really wanted to go in, so we paid and found ourselves knees deep in FUCKING JUGGALOS. OH GODS. Decided it wasn't our cup of tea and left. There was some other bar next to it (can't remember the name), but they were also having a venue and the one next to that served only wine and we do not like wine, no sir.
So we ended up at CC's where Justin was hit on by everyone and I laughed at him. Then we talked about Skyrim and Fus Ro Dah'ed in the middle of CC's before taking our happy asses over to VooDoo.
After doughnuts, we both decided we were tired. This was before midnight. We managed to cram in some good bar hopping before midnight. Go us. Justin wanted to call a cab because he was too drunk to drive, but there were 15 calls ahead of us. I suggested we take the bus to my house and he could call a cab to take him home since he lives 45 minutes up the hill from me. It was 30 minutes until the bus was to come and FREEZING outside. He parked in the parking structure across the street from the bus stop, so we decided to hang out in his car for a few minutes with the heater on to keep warm.
That ended up with his being like fuck it, popping the seats down in the back, and sleeping in the back of his car until four in the morning when we were both sober enough and could drive home. Sleeping in a car park was super awesome. We're just going to bring more blankets next time.
And that is more than you probably wanted to know about my night. The end.
My buddy Justin has been back from Iraq for a little over a month now and we finally got to hang out last night. He turned 21 right after he got overseas, so he's been making up for lost drinking time and I got to act as bar tour guide for downtown (which is funny because I don't drink a whole lot).
We started the night at Bartini like sirs. The drinks there taste exactly like their name. Exactly. And, oh man, the food there is freaking delicious. I've only been once before and it was just for drinkage, but we decided to have dinner there (I was hungry, he saw they had pulled pork sandwiches, win). We have decided that this is our second favourite bar ever.
Afterwards, we proceeded to get even more drunk at Ground Kontrol and played through a bunch of games. Ate dinner there too and their stuff is cheap and awesome and I love it. I managed to coax him into playing DDR and whooped his butt, which was okay because Justin whooped my butt at pretty much all of the other games.
By this point, I've only had two drinks which was fine because I'm a lightweight. He was at... four, I think. We got bored and decided to head somewhere else so he could get a final drink before we topped the night at Voodoo Doughnuts.
We tried Backspace, which was around the corner, and they were having some sort of band playing. Justin really wanted to go in, so we paid and found ourselves knees deep in FUCKING JUGGALOS. OH GODS. Decided it wasn't our cup of tea and left. There was some other bar next to it (can't remember the name), but they were also having a venue and the one next to that served only wine and we do not like wine, no sir.
So we ended up at CC's where Justin was hit on by everyone and I laughed at him. Then we talked about Skyrim and Fus Ro Dah'ed in the middle of CC's before taking our happy asses over to VooDoo.
After doughnuts, we both decided we were tired. This was before midnight. We managed to cram in some good bar hopping before midnight. Go us. Justin wanted to call a cab because he was too drunk to drive, but there were 15 calls ahead of us. I suggested we take the bus to my house and he could call a cab to take him home since he lives 45 minutes up the hill from me. It was 30 minutes until the bus was to come and FREEZING outside. He parked in the parking structure across the street from the bus stop, so we decided to hang out in his car for a few minutes with the heater on to keep warm.
That ended up with his being like fuck it, popping the seats down in the back, and sleeping in the back of his car until four in the morning when we were both sober enough and could drive home. Sleeping in a car park was super awesome. We're just going to bring more blankets next time.
And that is more than you probably wanted to know about my night. The end.